No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Jack raised his eyebrow with some surprise. He quite liked Alfred’s personality.

Since Alfred was already determined, Jack decided to agree with it. Hearing Jack’s conversation with Alfred, the two on the ground looked horrified.

The two of them exchanged a look, and they saw despair in their eyes. Alfred slowly turned around and retrieved a dagger from his storage ring. He coldly looked at the two of them on the ground.

He let out a faint smile, “It’s my turn after this!”

***

Not far away, the four who were originally sitting down and resting were already nowhere near as calm as they were.

three of them were holding on as one of them lay out he ground. Conor lay on the ground hopelessly. He clutched his bleeding chest as he breathed erratically. Blood flowed from his lips to stain his

attack was incredibly suddenly. The three of them had lost any initiative in the ambush. On top of that, their opponents were incredibly strong. They were no

splurted out. After that, someone else

realized hopelessly that, unless a miracle happened, the

was incredibly lucky to have managed to avoid this. He even started to hate Jack

they would not have been ambushed like that, and

had been acting, he would

helpless. He clenched his teeth and immediately made a decision. Rather

footsteps could be heard

and the

Jack,